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Summer Short Stories Entry #2
The Ferris Wheel of Doom (and other disasters)
The fair is usually fun.
Note: usually.
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Summer Short Stories
Author's Note: Hi everyone! My goal is to be posting these short stories every week(ish) over the summer for your entertainment, if you want a fun series of stories to keep you occupied - I know summer can be a bit boring, at least for me.
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Bias Impact
Bias can transform
An ordinary opinion
To one that favors in the defense of another.
Bias can change
How groups of people may feel
If it is directed towards or against them.
Bias is a weapon
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A Day in the Life of a Queen
My kingdom sparkles with glittering blades of grass, the dew wet but not too soggy.
Huts and cottages are visible from all directions;
From my balcony, I can see all.
But I didn't ask
For this role
As queen of the Jewel Shores. -
Sneak Peak at My Book
BOOK PREVIEW
Chapter Five
The portal spit them out, and Fei rubbed her temples as it dissolved, leaving her and Tombri in the middle of a bustling street. -
Don't Melt!
Snow
Don't go
I can never say no
To going outside to play with you.
Snow
Don't leave
I can't believe
Winter's not over
What a relief.
Snow
Not yet
I'll be upset
If you melt.
Snow
Loves
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Love v.s. love
i googled what love meant today.
i don't think anyone loves me.
wikipedia said that
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I’m not brave enough to write his name
We made a bet when we were sixteen.
Actually, you were fifteen.
I knew I’d lose. I did it so you would continue to speak to me. I liked seeing you care about something healthy.
Is that okay to say?
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How did we get here?
How did we get here?
With a man who lies
and stirs the storm,
who turns hate into headlines
and power into a joke. -
squishy
There’s a squishy feeling, like your fingers
pressed into soft dough,
the way your body sinks
into the warm, endless bed of a blanket. -
School
School’s great. I *love* waking up early
to sit through hours of stuff I’ll forget.
Lunch? A gourmet mystery I’ll never solve.
Tests? Oh, the thrill of failing with style. -
River
We clash like stones along the shore,
Rough and stubborn, fighting more,
In every word, in every glance,
A storm ignites, a battle dance.